Mango summer:
Mango Summer is a collection of 23 stories written in the style of reduction and condensation. A collection of mixed and complex emotions, a mixture of love, bewilderment, amazement, horror and sympathy
It is said that doors close in our face so that we can stay with ourselves for a while and learn something No to keep us trapped in the same place... And do not prevent us from what is behind this door. Books are opened to help us open the doors of life again, just like a gentle tulip that helps us overcome life's adversities Let this book, dear reader, be for the soul an outlet for light and a way to cross... Every moment you feel exhausted and lonely Remember that you are capable of overcoming, and you are capable of more. To make this world nice, bright and dazzling.
Summary of the book: In Brief, You Are My Dream. Written by: Maryam Bint Al-Aali I wrote in this book a lot of different feelings and topics. Between its lines there are feelings that go back to my heart, my feelings, and my general life. I wrote about love in the sense of my private heart, and about happiness, sadness, separation, and many feelings that carry praise for one person and reproach for others. My words here do not constitute one year or a period. Short of my life, but here is a group of years that began when my pen began to draw its first letters and continues to this day. There are also those feelings that do not belong to me, but rather to those around me. When they were happy, I had to write about their joy, and while they were sad and in pain, I had to speak instead of their hearts and share their sorrows with them through those pulsating letters. Every time I listen to what... They feel it from experiences in this life full of different stories. I used to quote a summary from it and spin it with my fingertips to form thoughts that tell what is inside them. We all always want to explain our different feelings, but that is difficult for everyone, as we are not equal. Thus, my pen was my heart with its feelings and experiences, and all of their hearts with all those things that they experienced. Share with me the details. I have talked about many things in the pages of my book, and yet my heart still longs to live more and sees that what I have written so far is nothing more than the letters of a few years that passed during my youth and youth. I talked a lot in my book about feelings of love, and I am fully aware that many will not understand them well. They will like the beauty of the letters and the harmony of the words, but only those who have lived the same feeling and know that love is not the love that exists between two genders or two people, but rather love is to love ourselves, so we love those who love us. We love life around us and thus we see people in a completely different light. As for separation, pain, sadness, treachery, and betrayal, I know that everyone will understand it and delusively think that it touches on the pain and pain that went through his heart, not because he actually felt it, but pain and sadness are somewhat similar in reactions and the way they are expressed by the majority, even though we live in different things. It has to do with what others experience, as separation is different people, times, ages, situations, and ways that are not as similar as they think. As for the beauty, happiness, and spontaneous feelings in our lives, they are what give us hope, ambition, and strength to remain steadfast in this life. In the last topics of my book, I spoke a lot and expressed my love for my friends. They are always the most important and have priority. Only them remain with us. No one shares our sorrows and joys except them. No one understands our strange behavior and different feelings except true friends who are absolutely indispensable.
Writings and thoughts from heart to heart and from soul to soul... written with stories, experiences and anecdotes...
Love has letters and words that are drawn over the lines...like paintings
Sorry, my love.. a revelation that takes us from earth to sky.. from sea to flower garden.. from meeting to separation.. from love to betrayals.. so that we can live the sweetest stories in once upon a time..
In his book “Mirrors,” Eduardo Galeano retells the history of human civilization in his own way, condensing what he finds exciting, funny, and worthy of attention through brief, precise passages that give the reader the opportunity to connect with the events and facts he reads, as if history were resurrected before him. The author adopts a cornological path in narrating a history based on bitter paradoxes, and stops at cities, personalities, events, and inventions that constituted milestones in human history. This is how we see him moving lightly between various topics; Such as female circumcision, silkworms, beer, Santa Claus, tango, the torture instruments of the Inquisition. But through the illusion of dispersion, he somehow makes history more logical and full of bitter irony. With extreme selectivity and absolute freedom, Galeano, with his extensive knowledge, chooses the points that stand out to him that seemed to him pivotal in the path of humanity, specifically the forgotten events or people that the dominant narrative of history ignored and wanted to erase from collective memory, as if he was saying to the world: “See your true face reflected in... Mirror".
In her collection “The Lover of Nothing,” which is a renewed edition of her collection “My Heart is Half a Shining Moon,” Latifa Al-Hajj travels the reader once again to the places she visited in Turkey, the country that fascinated her from the first visit and in which she experienced different feelings. She writes to us from the air about a close meeting and an awaited dream, and in front of a running waterfall, she describes the joy of nature around her, and the joy that overwhelms her in its depths.
She describes sleep escaping from her eyes in the evening, and the sun yawning on the bed of the sky in the morning, about love and the moon, near which a blue butterfly resided, and in her easy, delicate language, she describes to us her longing, longing, and waiting for love and the beloved.
From the group's texts:
My heart is a bright half-moon / Poetry writes itself in my heart / Dervishes are not looking for relaxation / Your last selfie / Take me back to the child / To you I will fly / What joy / Greetings from the waterfall / Dark dreams / Far away as a star / Everything is beautiful, everything is happy / The soft criminal He sings in Yalova
